I checked into the hospital on Tuesday. The radiology folks brought me an I-131 capsule in a lead-lined canister which was pulled in a little wagon type affair about 3′ behind the technician. That was a comical sight. They’re all afraid of the capsule, and I have to swallow it!
Swallow it I did. Said “good-bye” to Ernie and everyone else. After that, it was isolation for me. The nurses came in several times a day to leave huge glasses of lemonaide, water and ice on a counter. Oh, they did bring in food trays 3 times a day…but other than that, I had no contact with the nursing staff.
The radiology tech came twice a day to measure my radioactivity levels…and from that, he determined if I could have visitors and how long they could stay. Ernie was allowed 7 minutes on Wednesday…and had to stay 3′ away behind a lead shield.
Wanda came to visit on Friday morning. She was allowed 1 hour. She came bearing a quilting magazine, and a new audio book. Ernie came daily. Sometimes twice a day if he had errands to run in Abilene. An hour drive each way for a 15 min visit seemed a little sad, but he was willing to do it.
Ernie sprang me from captivity Friday lunchtime when my levels had dropped down to 3.4. Now, I’m under house arrest till Tuesday. Can’t be out milling with folks, can’t be around children, pregnant women, the kitties. Try explaining that to my lover kitties who want to be in my lap.
The ladies from Burkett Baptist were right here with a big pot of vegatable soup, cornbread, fried chicken, cookies and some side dishes. I didn’t have to worry about Ernie having real food to eat.
I will do another whole body scan next Friday to see how effective this treatment was…and chances are good that I’ll have to repeat the treatment in a few months. After that, we’ll just have to wait and see.
We head for Dallas early Tuesday AM for Ernie’s pre-op visit and lab work. He’s scheduled for bladder surgery on the 5th of November. Please continue to keep us in your prayers.
Susan ~ Patchkat